Friday at five, I ran out the door, I yelled to my screen, "I can't take any more!" I blinked my eyes twice, took a sip of my beer, And suddenly Monday is already here. Where did the weekend go? It was a scam! I’m back in the traffic, I’m back in the jam. I swear I just left here, I swear it’s a crime, Did somebody tamper with space and with time? Saturday vanished in laundry and chores, Sunday I napped for an hour or four. I stared at the wall, had a snack, watched a show, Now my alarm clock is screaming, "Let's go!" Where did the weekend go? It was a scam! I’m back in the office, a tired little lamb. I swear I just left here, I swear it’s a crime, Did somebody tamper with space and with time? My coffee cup’s empty, my inbox is full, I'm trying my best just to not lose my cool. If weekends are two days and weekdays are five, It's an absolute miracle we stay alive. I stare at my monitor, acting aloof, My login forgot me, my password went poof! There’s a meeting at ten that should be an email, My will to be corporate is starting to fail. "How was your weekend?" asks Chatty Denise, "It lasted ten seconds, so leave me in peace." It's only nine-thirty, I’m feeling the crunch, How early is too early to microwave lunch? (microwave beeping) [ Music Break ] So here's to the weekend, a beautiful ghost, The forty-eight hours we all love the most. I'll smile at my boss and pretend to attend, While I silently count down to Friday again!
